Warranty Void
Alex Wilson
Description
A feel-good Red Dirt/Americana anthem celebrating the DIY spirit, the bonds of friendship, and the glorious chaos of backyard engineering. "Warranty Void" is a playful, upbeat track perfect for a summer evening singalong, fueled by cold beer and a healthy dose of questionable, yet ambitious, ideas. It's a testament to the unwavering belief that anything is possible with a little ingenuity, duct tape, and the shared camaraderie of good friends facing minor mishaps with humor and a cold one. Think early Turnpike Troubadours meets a hint of Reckless Kelly.
Lyrics
[Verse 1] Payday Friday, parking lot lights hum, Receipt ink bleeding, blue on my thumb. We bought the floor-model grill—one leg short, Bag of wrong bolts, but that’s our sport. Backyard blueprints on a beer-case lid, Two gold tops hiss—okay, we did. [Pre-Chorus] We ain’t reckless, just stubborn ’round here— Shim it, trim it, toast it with beer. [Chorus] Blame it on beer and bad ideas, Warranty void, but we’re still here. Duct-tape halos, backyard chandeliers, Laugh ’til we lean on folding chairs. If it shouldn’t work, we still might try— Beer and bad ideas keep the night alive. [Verse 2] Marketplace score: stock tank, dented side, Venmo’d a stranger, took a late-night ride. Sump pump humming through a garden hose, Cold as the truth right down to our toes. Neighbors drift over with neon cups, Radio on a paint-splattered cooler turned up. [Pre-Chorus] We ain’t fancy, just volunteer gears— Patents pending, powered by beers. [Chorus] Blame it on beer and bad ideas, Warranty void, but we’re still here. Zip-tie halos, backyard chandeliers, Stories for years in souvenir gears. If it shouldn’t work, we still might try— Beer and bad ideas keep the night alive. [Bridge] One day the mailbox will tell on us, Every ding a note from the nights we fussed. We’ll raise ’em up on a simple cheer: Do it with love… and a beer… and a bad idea. Yeah, do it with love... and a beer! [Guitar Solo] (Telecaster lead with slight overdrive - based on D major pentatonic) [Drop Chorus] Blame it on beer and bad ideas— Warranty void, but we’re still here… [Big Chorus] Blame it on beer and bad ideas, Warranty void, but we’re still here. Duct-tape halos, backyard chandeliers, Laugh ’til we lean on folding chairs. If it shouldn’t work, we still might try— Beer and bad ideas keep the night alive. [Tag] Warranty void… and the heart runs clear. Wooo!